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Date Posted: 06:59:18 01/11/17 Wed
Author: Lace
Subject: Part 2/3
In reply to: Lace 's message, "Adding to us Part 1/3 (The nine years after series, the early years)" on 05:21:58 01/09/17 Mon

Harm and Mac's house, London
September 2005

Harm whistled as he stepped out of the shower. He was in a great mood after an amazing weekend. He had taken Friday off and taken Mac away for a romantic weekend alone in Oxford. They had talked about exploring England while he was stationed there, and Oxford seemed like a good start. Mac hadn’t been feeling well for most of their trip, but that hadn’t put a hamper in their stay. She had taken naps in-between, and reassured him every time he worried that she was just tired because she’d been working so hard preparing for the semester to start, and she hadn’t been sleeping very well because she had been nervous about lecturing.
He smiled when she walked into the bathroom. “You look a little pale,” he noticed.
“I’m really nervous,” she admitted.
“Come on, you’ve lectured before,” he smiled reassuringly. “You’ll be great. The girls will want to be you, the boys will want to... well, you know.”
She rolled her eyes. “Harm…” she warned.
He laughed. “Hey, if I had a teacher looking like you in law school, I’d be paying more attention.”
She laughed and leaned in and kissed him. “Really?”
He wrapped his arms around her. “Oh yeah,” he said and started kissing down her neck.
She lost herself in his touch until she remembered that they didn’t have time for this. “We’ll be late,” she pushed him away.
“Fine,” he reluctantly finished drying. “When was our appointment tomorrow?”
“Ah, 0930,” she said as she dropped her robe and stepped into the shower. “Is it okay for you to take the morning off?”
“Absolutely. This is important,” he said and stopped to study how her shampoo ran down her shoulders, between her breasts. “This is very distracting.”
She smiled and pulled the curtain closed. “Does this help?”
“It helps, but it’s not very nice of you,” he complained and smiled when he heard her laughter.

Three days later Harm woke up alone in bed. He had been dreaming and he woke up with a bang, looking around disoriented. He took a deep breath and looked at the watch on his bedside table. 0322. Where was his wife?
He found her downstairs on the couch, a law book open in front of her, scribbling notes on a pad.
She looked up and smiled. “Sorry, couldn’t sleep.”
He sat down on the couch. “Preparing next week’s lectures?”
“Yeah,” she put the pen down and reached for his hand. “Why are you up?”
“I had a weird dream, then I noticed that you were gone so I came looking,” he pulled her close. “Insomnia?”
She relaxed into his arms. “Nah, I haven’t really had any insomnia since I started sharing a bed with you.”
“Good to hear,” he kissed her softly. “Is something bothering you?”
“Nope, but I took a nap earlier today, and now I feel rested,” she said and smiled.
He put a hand on her still flat belly. “You need to take care of yourself now that you have junior growing in here.”
“I’m taking care,” she put a hand on top of his. “It’s unbelievable that I’m pregnant. It’s finally starting to sink in.”
“Yeah, I literally had to lift my jaw off the floor when the Doctor said that you were already pregnant,” he said and laughed softly. “You know, I have excellent aim.”
She rolled her eyes and kissed him deeply. “Let’s go to bed. You need your beauty sleep, or you’ll fall asleep during staff call tomorrow morning.” She stood and tugged his hand. “Come on, sailor.”
He stood and followed her upstairs. They snuggled into bed and he kissed her softly. “Good night, beautiful.”
“Good night.”

Harm had to admit that he did love his new responsibility. He had been having doubts about whether he’d be a good leader. Not that he didn’t get along with people, he usually did, but he had always been hard to work with because he liked to take matters into his own hands, went out on a limb without consulting anyone, and it had worked out because he had usually solved the cases he worked on. In the past Mac had been the only one to put up with him, his other partner’s had requested other assignments after a short while working with him.
To his surprise leading others came naturally to him. After having Mac remind him that he had to trust his people, he had relaxed and did just that. He’d come up with suggestions, and lead them in the right directions, but he let them do the hard work themselves. The bureaucratic parts of what he did had always been his enemy, he’d done it because he had to, but never liked it. Now he had decided that it was time to grow up. He had a wife and a family to support, and he’d feel like a failure if he didn’t do a good job as Force Judge Advocate, so he did attack the bureaucratic parts the same way he’d done investigations in the past, with great energy and will to get the job done. Harmon Rabb Junior was growing up.
“Hi,”
He looked up and saw his wife standing in the doorway to his office with a sweet smile on her face. “Mac?” he stood to greet her.
“I thought I’d take you to lunch,” she said and kissed him sweetly.
“Are you done feeling nauseous?” he asked with worry.
“I am. After 1000 I start to feel human again. The first part of my lecture today I had to really concentrate to get through, but past 1000 and I was feeling perfectly fine again. It’s weird,” she said and smiled. “So, time for lunch?”
“For you, I always have time,” he said and kissed her again. “By the way, you look snappy in that suit. Very Proffessory,” he said and looked her up and down.
“Thank you. But I’m not sure that’s even a word,” she pointed out.” In America I would actually be called a Professor, but in England that’s a much higher title, so here I’m just a Reader or Senior Lecturer.”
“Thank you for the lecture,” he said and made a movement to the door. “Shall we?”
“Absolutely,” she said and took his hand.
“I’m going to lunch, Petty Officer,” Harm said as he past his yeoman.
“Enjoy,” Petty Officer Larsen said.
They left the historic building and found a restaurant nearby, one that Harm had gotten recommended from several people. After they had ordered Harm took Mac’s hand in his.
“So, what do I owe this surprising visit?”
She smiled. “I missed you, and I wanted to spend time with you.”
“Good to hear,” he leaned in and kissed her. “How was your day?”
“The lecture went great, despite my nausea,” she said with a smirk. “I really enjoy it, actually.”
“You sound surprised,” he said.
“No, not surprised, but I haven’t really done this sort of thing before. Well, except from that time at the Naval Academy, and a few times during the annual JAG Conference. But this is different, being every week and in a different setting. And I have to assign an obligatory assignment for the semester, and prepare a final exam. It’s challenging, but enjoyable.”
“I’m really happy that you are happy. I have been a little worried that when you’d get over the initial getting together lovey dovey thing and realize that this old sailor isn’t all that great, you’d regret leaving the Marines.”
Mac laughed. “Not going to happen, because you are great, and the lovey dovey thing is kinda getting addictive,” she kissed him again.
“I’m glad you say that, because now that we’ve made good on our baby-deal you’re stuck with me,” he warned.
“I thought when we said I do, we agreed to be stuck with each other,” she ran her hand through his short hair.
“We did, and I plan to make sure we make good on the promise,” he stated.

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